Xiang Yu was embraced by Fang Rong's arm, walking from one office to another. Xiang Yu only felt something soft winding around his arm, an indescribable sense of comfort.
"We can't go into this office," Xiang Yu quickly pulled at Fang Rong.
"Why can't we go in? I insist on going in." Fang Rong didn't even knock but pushed the door open and walked in. Inside, a stunning beauty was working at her desk. "Oh, I see it's a case of keeping a beauty hidden; no wonder you didn't want me to come in."
Fang Rong glanced at Ning Xiaolu and noticed her fair skin and oval face, which could make even a woman's heart flutter. Especially her graceful figure, which very few men could likely resist.
But although she was beautiful, her icy demeanor had an effect that kept people at a distance.
"Get out." Clearly, Ning Xiaolu was not pleased with the sudden intrusion.
"You..." Fang Rong hadn't expected to be dismissed like that.
